In the group, who dares to touch the director's head!
That's rushing to court death!
But no one knew that the director's ten-year-old daughter's favorite thing to do when she was a child was to touch her father's head.
Especially when crying, getting injections, and noisy nights...
As long as the director stretched his forehead in front of her, the little girl immediately felt safe!
It's that amazing.
Now my daughter is grown up and sensible.
The director is busy with work and is often away from home.
The director's bald head was gradually neglected by his daughter.
Tangtang's touch awakened his deep fatherly love for his daughter, not to mention getting angry, it was like regaining the feeling of being dependent.
The director is actually—ahem, it's so cool.
Not only Mo Heng, but everyone around was stunned by the director's reaction.
Guardian Mo Heng: Alright~ I'll teach my children later, as long as you are happy.
"Then director, let's cook first!" Taking advantage of the director's obsession with rua baby, Mo Heng and the others hurried away with the ingredients.
We discussed it and went to the stilted building not far from the village chief's house.
The kitchen of the stilted building is large and relatively easy to deploy.
However, Mo Heng and Yu Jianrong, who had brought back the ingredients, looked at each other in the kitchen that could be used very well.
Mo Heng: "I don't know how to cook, Brother Yu, how about you?"
Yu Jianrong touched his nose: "I'm sure I can play basketball, how about cooking..."
Damn, such a big kitchen is useless!
The two big men were having a headache, Yu Jiaojiao walked in with her sleeves rolled up, "I'll do it!"
Yu Jianrong stroked his hands: "Oh, with Teacher Yu here, it seems that we are saved."
Mo Heng also said: "Teacher Yu is at the level of a master at first glance. He must be good at cooking. He is not on the same level as idiots like us."
Yu Jiaojiao put on her apron solemnly, very modestly: "I just know how to cook a few home-cooked dishes."
Yu Jianrong: "Home-cooked food is great! My Haohao and Xiaoxuan like to eat home-cooked food."
Mo Heng: "Just eat what you have, we are not picky, Teacher Yu, I will help you light the fire."
Yu Jianrong: "Then I'll wash the vegetables."
The three of them worked together in an orderly manner.
The three children walked in, and Yu Jianrong quickly assigned them: "Haohao, Xiaoxuan, come and help Dad wash the vegetables, Ting Wei, go and help Mom, and see if there is anything you can help."
Yu Hao passed by obediently, Xiao Xuan was more playful, watching Mo Heng make a fire was very interesting, so she ran to play with Mo Heng.
Yu Jianrong sighed: "Wow, women's colleges are not allowed to stay!"
Sourly peeled an onion, and was so irritated that tears flowed from his eyes.
At first glance, it looks like an old father bursting into tears.
Gu Ting didn't go to Yu Jiaojiao's side, and saw her holding a kitchen knife with a calm and unrestrained expression, "Mommy, can I help you?"
Yu Jiaojiao was very confident: "No, you go and play!"
Gu Tingwei had just stood there for two seconds when he saw Yu Jiaojiao waving a kitchen knife and making all kinds of gestures at an unwashed potato.
Gu Tingwei: "..."
When Yu Jiaojiao used the kitchen knife as an axe and planned to chop the potatoes horizontally, Gu Ting didn't speak:
"Mommy, this potato hasn't been washed yet."
Yu Jiaojiao stopped, still full of confidence: "It's fine to wash after cutting."
After finishing speaking, she continued to gesture at the potato, when she aimed again and was about to chop it down.
Gu Tingwei: "Mommy, potatoes not only need to be washed, but also peeled."
Yu Jiaojiao held up the knife and was stunned: "Ah? Do you still want to do this?"
(end of this chapter)